Communicate with furry animals without any barriers, and take the farm to the next level

Chapter 139 Fat Beaver

"Okay, okay, I got it. Thank you for giving me the lotus root. I like it very much." She rubbed the beavers' heads one by one.

In fact, after more than half a year of growth and development, the beavers are no longer little guys. They are chubby and round, like mini versions of burrowing pigs.

However, Josh couldn't help but call them little guys every time, because in his memory they were still those furry, pitiful little ones, so every time he saw their current "big and strong" appearance, there would be a little contrast in his heart.

I have to say that during this year, the beavers took good care of themselves, catching fish and shrimps, eating whatever they could get, and they grew so fast that Josh's memory could not keep up with their growth.

"Chirp!" As long as Qiao Xi likes it, we are going back!

Seeing that Josh liked it, the beavers smiled with their round eyes wide open. They all waved at Josh and prepared to go back to their den.

Winter is coming. Although they don’t need to hibernate, they prefer to stay in their nests in winter. They also need to go back and tidy up their nests.

I went back to the warehouse and saw that the second pot of baked beans in tomato sauce was about to be ready. There was still enough onions for a pot that I asked Baiyu to help cut this morning, so I didn't need to cut them for the time being.

The other three potential clients who were planning to visit the farm were all scheduled for the afternoon. At the moment, she felt a little bored. She scratched her head and decided to clean up the living room first.

Here, Felipe rode his trotting ostrich towards the caravan camp, cursing all the way. If it weren't for the internal conflicts among the upper echelons, these wounded soldiers could have found a place to stay in the logistics team. How could they be forced to withdraw and implicate Captain Askan?

Therefore, even though he knew that Mr. Puda was a good-tempered and reasonable officer among the upper echelons of the legion, he still couldn't help but get angry at him.

Almost all the senior members of the legion were of noble origin, and he, as the head of logistics, was no exception. If he had not gone along with those nobles during this legion change, perhaps they would not have had to leave the legion.

Felipe was just an ordinary civilian. After he was fortunate enough to awaken his attribute ability, he was drafted into the army. He was only eighteen years old at the time, and he had spent eight years in the legion without realizing it. One can imagine his feelings for the legion.

Unfortunately, when he was in good health and could complete every task assigned by his superiors, it was a warm legion. However, when he was seriously injured, lost his combat capability and even lost the ability to take care of himself, the legion became the coldest and most ruthless place.

The place where he had sacrificed and dedicated years could no longer accommodate them. Even if they were to stay in the logistics corps and be given a little protection, those senior officials were unwilling to do so.

These expendables with broken limbs should either die directly on the battlefield or voluntarily leave the legion the next second they survive. This is what those hateful villains said when Captain Askan was protesting to the legion commander.

Felipe didn't want to think about the fact that he had been dedicating his life to such a legion for the past eight years, but he had to admit that the legion was full of people who were in high positions but looked down on them, the civilian soldiers.

Such a group of people happened to control the legion from top to bottom. Felipe had only read a few days of books and he didn't know how to describe his feelings at that time.

Dragging his half-crippled body, he even thought about death. Since the legion could no longer accommodate him, he had nowhere to go. Severely injured, he had no choice.

However, Captain Askan resolutely decided to lead this group of disabled soldiers out of the legion, even though he was about to become a senior general.

But he said that he was a captain first and a soldier second, and he never bothered to associate with those people and ask them to trust him.

As his memory returned, Felipe's anger had mostly dissipated by the time he returned to the base. With Captain Askan around, why should he stir up unnecessary anger towards those people?

Don’t be angry, don’t be angry. If you get angry to death, no one will replace your body.

After releasing the ostrich to play on its own, Felipe looked inside and saw that there were no beasts in the enclosure. He returned to the lounge and saw that only Fabian was left, issuing quests.

Felipe wondered, "Where are the others? Why are you the only one here?"

Fabian was so focused on the communicator that he only realized Felipe had returned when he heard his voice.

Excitedly, "Felipe, you're here. How's it going? Are you feeling okay?"

"It's okay, what's wrong?" Felipe scratched his head and drank a sip of water. It was really nothing, just a simple job.

"That's great. I'll send you the next order then. All our riders have been dispatched, and we still have several orders waiting. Is that okay?"

"Of course, you can. Which advertisement is so effective?" Felipe asked in surprise.

"That's right. Although they are just trivial gifts, it also shows that there is still a market for running errands. Big orders will come sooner or later. The captain is worthy of being the captain. He really has a good vision."

"That's good." Felipe nodded, and the anger in his heart was almost gone. There was no need to let those people affect his mood.

"Fabian, send the dispatch sheet. I'm ready."

"Okay, please check it, it's for delivery."

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After cleaning up the living room, Qiao Xi lay down in the rocking chair at the door and took a nap. He got up a little early, and the warm sunlight made him feel a little sleepy.

It was not until the lambs on patrol came skipping back to the farm that their bleating woke her up.

After a long stretch, Qiao Xi walked into the warehouse and saw that the last pot of baked beans in tomato sauce had been put into the pot. He told the golden macaques, "After this can of food is ready, you can go back and rest. Just come to work on time this afternoon."

The golden macaques all shouted "yeah" in unison. Even the most honest monsters could not stand long hours of work without rest. When they heard Qiao Xi's voice, they all became excited.

In just half a day, some golden macaques had already experienced the hard work of the assembly line and began to secretly plan how to get relatives and friends to replace them in the work. After all, they all looked the same and Qiao Xi couldn't tell them apart.

Josh was speechless about their overly loud plans. Could the boss hear them doing something bad? It seemed these little guys still lacked social experience.

However, as long as 15 golden macaques arrived at their workstations on time in each shift, Qiao Xi didn't care who came and who didn't. As they said, the golden macaques were about the same size and looked similar. Except for a few that she was particularly familiar with, she really couldn't tell the others apart.

Instead of spending time figuring out who comes and who doesn't, it's better to let them exchange privately. As long as the golden macaques that come to work are not too bad, it's fine.

After turning the last pot of cans upside down in the box with the golden macaques, Josh waved his hand to signal them that they could disperse.

She also has to prepare lunch for today.

(End of this chapter)